When the first meeting came up to talk about how this would all happen, we prayed for God to bring whoever, to be on the team, for His will to be done. We weren't sure if anyone would show up, if they did, how many. . .one, two, five. We sat around the table that night of the first meeting with 23. . .23 committed people to going out on the streets to befriend the homeless. Some admitted they were scared, but they were there. Why? I think because of love. Love for their Savior, love for the hurting, love for people who need to be loved. Love wins over fear. Fear is from the enemy. Love is of God. When we put God first, love always wins.
Last night was our first time out as a group with the people on the streets. We met five. I saw these committed friends stepping out and talking, walking and praying with the hurting and the scared. I thought about Jesus's words to love our neighbor. This was going on down at the bridge and it was lovely sight. It's also a hard sight and one that tugs at your heart. It made me cry last night. But it also made me feel so blessed to be a part of a group that wanted to step out of their comfort zone and befriend the "neighbor" that most don't see.
We had to leave a woman here on this bench for the night.
It broke my heart that there was no other place for her. But she was showered with blankets, a pillow, some food, hugs and prayer. She agreed to go to church with me on Sunday.
The love of Christ was shared last night. It was beautiful and heartwrenching. Love won this night.